Entheogen - True Widow

Taking it

Soft in the chest

Talking eyes

Sensitive breath

You’re alive

Since a long time

There’s nowhere to hide

That I can’t find

Tracing the lines

Testing the noose

Coffin or not

I’m coming with you

You were mine

Before you would know

Grotesque and fine

Whenever you show

Further now

We step in the dark

Deeper I feel

The blade in the heart

You remind me

Of someone I know

Is it yours or mine

The blood in the snow